Chapter 1662 Maybe It Was Picked up From the Garbage Dump
"It turns out that the little boss and Master Rom know each other." The onlookers looked at this scene, a little stunned, and then looked at Cyril with some pity. It's really different.
"Master Rom really dotes on the little boss."
"That's right, a dignified legendary blacksmith who claims to sell kitchen knives, only a small boss can do it."
"Cuteness is justice!"
People whispered and looked at Amy with a smile.
Cyril stood aside with a face of embarrassment, and forgot to close his open mouth. At this moment, he was so flustered that he didn't even know where to put his hands.
Originally, he thought that this little devil would provoke Master Rom with his unscrupulous words, and give himself a chance to show himself.
But he never expected that this brat and Master Roma knew each other!
"Isn't this the annoying uncle?" After greeting Rom, Amy turned to look at Cyril, her delicate brows frowned.
"Little Amy knows him?" Rom, who was ready to forgive Cyril, asked with a smile.
"Well, this uncle is annoying. He used to embarrass the kind teacher Luna and the beautiful Miss Gloria. Anyway, he is a bad person and a repeat offender." Amy nodded her head and said with disgust.
"I..." Cyril stared at Amy, never expecting to be kicked out at the door, and it was such a critical blow.
"Master Roma, listen to my explanation. It's not what she said. I... I'm actually a good person..." Cyril hurriedly explained.
"Hey, he's not a good guy, he's an out-and-out old dude, very annoying." Vivienne, who had already moved closer to the periphery, curled her lips and said in disgust.
"It seems that Jeffrey has a headache this time." Michael smiled.
Rom looked at Cyril and frowned slightly. It seemed that this guy was worse than he thought. It was not accidental to show off his power in front of him. If he was not afraid of being hammered to death by his followers, I am afraid he would not appear here. Apologizing to him so seemingly sincerely.
Cyril's heart was beating wildly, his legs were already trembling, and he could hardly bear the urge to kneel down.
"Although I don't know you, it seems that what you did was not a whim. As a grown man, you should be responsible for your actions." Roma looked calmly at Siri, who was about to kneel with his legs bent. Er, "Also, I hate being pestered by others the most, especially men. You can either walk quickly by yourself, or wait to be chased away."
Cyril's half-bent legs straightened all of a sudden, and his heart was half cold. He glanced at Joey and Joss who were about to step forward from left to right, and knew that today was completely over for him, so he bowed to Rom with red eyes. After bowing, he turned around and walked quickly towards the carriage.
He must go home immediately, only home is a safe place.
Everyone looked at Cyril's back with some pity, he was finished now, these two words of Master Rom were equivalent to covering him with a coffin lid, and nailed a few iron nails along the way.
"Master Rom, it's been a long time." Michael walked up with Vivian and his wife.
"Master City Lord!"
Only then did everyone notice the city lord's family, and they all bowed to salute.
Rom also smiled and nodded to Michael and said, "My lord, long time no see."
"You don't need to be too polite, I'm here for dinner today, and I'm a guest of Mami Restaurant just like everyone else." Michael waved his hand with a smile, then looked at Rom and said, "Let's line up at the back for now, and we'll see you at the table later. chat."
"City Lord, please go ahead, we'll just stand behind." The guests standing behind Master Roma stepped back a few places.
"Don't make room for me, we line up according to the rules." Michael smiled and waved his hands, "The City of Chaos is a city with rules, and Mamy's Restaurant is also a restaurant with rules, we have to follow the rules."
Everyone smiled when they heard the words. Everyone was willing to abide by the rules of Mamy Restaurant, because of the delicious food and the special atmosphere that everyone maintained and created together.
Here, the barriers between races and the gaps between identities seem to have all become insignificant.
Because of the rules that are somewhat harsh but not difficult to accept, and because of the delicious food that makes people feel happy.
"Sister Vivienne, Uncle City Lord, and beautiful auntie, hello." Amy greeted everyone, said goodbye to Rom, and walked towards the restaurant door.
"What a cute little girl." Monica, the wife of the mayor, looked at Amy who was bouncing away with bright eyes.
"She is Amy, the daughter of Boss Mai, the small owner of Mamy's Restaurant, and Luna's student, the real treasure of Mamy's Restaurant." Vivian introduced.
"It's so cute, much cuter than when you were a child." Monica said enviously, "How happy her mother is to have such a cutie."
"Mother, I'm still a baby..." Vivian said with a complicated expression.
Michael turned his head and said, "Who said that, I thought our Vivienne was very cute when she was a child, with those big eyes, that big nose, and those big ears..."
"Okay, father, you can shut up too." Vivian rolled her eyes, "Am I a pig?!"
"No, you didn't always call yourself a pig girl for a while when you were young." Monica covered her mouth and smiled lightly, as if recalling a funny past.
"I can testify that your mother didn't lie." Michael echoed.
"Okay, okay, I know everything. Fortunately, I was not born in winter, otherwise I would suspect that I was picked up in the snow." Vivienne said helplessly.
"Even if it wasn't picked up in the snow, it might be picked up in the garbage dump." Monica reminded with a smile.
Vivian stopped, looked at Monica and said seriously, "Mother, I won't bring you here next time."
"Then I have to come with my husband." Monica put her hand on Michael's and said with a smile.
Michael shrugged slightly, expressing that there was nothing he could do about it.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll... forcefully stay with you." Vivienne watched the two go silent for a while, then smiled again, and took Monica's arm.
"Time and fate." In the restaurant, Mag looked at Cyril who got into the carriage and left in embarrassment, and shook his head with a smile. The incident that Amy happened to bump into disturbed Cyril's final solution to the problem. With any hope wiped out, he could only go back to meet the wrath from Jeffrey.
Amy entered the restaurant, hung her schoolbag on the ugly duckling, looked up at Mag and said, "My lord, I just met the old man who sold kitchen knives outside, he is so pitiful, he ran so far Why don’t we buy more kitchen knives from him.”
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